Your presence reminds me of the riches I possess, strengths that can be summoned as one struggles on this whirligig to nowhere. Celerity with which capstones come crawling makes me feel meritorious. In sooth carpus of energies beyond us haven’t signed a verdict against me. Being with you is to realize all is right, cap-a-pie. Tra-la. Tra-la. Tra-la!
A mottled veneer has its whimsies but if it works for you it is for you. That is it about oddballs. I’m not easy with high fives. Of forced friendship in gin mills more for my table than me. As a rule I’m solus, three spots, are rich haul for a glad-hand.
Bio: Sanjeev Sethi has authored three books of poetry.This Summer and That Summer (Bloomsbury, 2015) is his latest. His poems are in venues around the world including Off the Coast, Literary Orphans,Pyrokinection, PostcolonialText,The Provo Canyon Review, Dime Show Review,Squawk Back, Yellow Chair Review, Right Hand Pointing, Red Wolf Journal,The Aerogram, Ink Sweat and Tears, SentinelLiterary Quarterly,Expound Magazine, Otoliths, and elsewhere. He lives in Mumbai, India.